Benji lived in a modern world, one where stories of gods and other deities were nothing more than entertainment. He didn't actually expect to find one of the characters the tribal people had tried to describe to him. Did he take them for granted? Yeah, but what else was he supposed to think? All that stuff was just plain folklore that he'd read about once or twice as a child before the tale was put away and never thought of again. It was like those books you could briefly recall from elementary school or the stories parents read to get their kids to bed, but you couldn't really remember just what they were about, only that the stories had made a big enough impact that they'd embedded a small part of themselves inside your head. If he was going to be honest with himself, Benji wasn't sure what he was doing out here. He did enjoy the scenery of the jungle, it wasn't something he ever got to see back home. He'd seen enough desert and outback plains for one lifetime. The animals here were interesting too, and it was when he heard some kind of monkeys screeching overhead that he finally pulled out his camera and pointed it towards the furry critters.
For a twenty-three year old, he should probably be in college, doing something with his life that might secure a future. Ultimately, though, he preferred getting into debt traveling the world compared to getting into debt taking classes whose logic he might not ever use in his lifetime. Flicking on his camera, Benji turned it towards the monkeys, pausing for a moment as he opted for watching them. He shook his head and soon enough just packed up his camera again; it wasn't that he didn't want to take pictures, but he was more worried about his predicament right now than he was about adding some photographs to his collection. Once he knew where he was then he could bother over that.
Hopping over a fallen tree, Benji took out his phone once more and checked the compass. Okay... so he was heading north. Good? It'd be much better if he knew which way civilization was. He seriously needed to take markers with him next time.
For a twenty-three year old, he should probably be in college, doing something with his life that might secure a future. Ultimately, though, he preferred getting into debt traveling the world compared to getting into debt taking classes whose logic he might not ever use in his lifetime. Flicking on his camera, Benji turned it towards the monkeys, pausing for a moment as he opted for watching them. He shook his head and soon enough just packed up his camera again; it wasn't that he didn't want to take pictures, but he was more worried about his predicament right now than he was about adding some photographs to his collection. Once he knew where he was then he could bother over that.
Hopping over a fallen tree, Benji took out his phone once more and checked the compass. Okay... so he was heading north. Good? It'd be much better if he knew which way civilization was. He seriously needed to take markers with him next time.